Dear Bob,

I know I told you I wouldn't have time to write during my vacation, but it's only day two and I'm bored out of my skull. Don't get me wrong, your suggestion of taking a cruise really was a good one; already I've started to unwind and forget about all the nutcas... erm, "guidance-impaired" we work with there at the registration desk. Maybe I'm just starting to get cabin fever.

Ah, well, we should be reaching our first stop soon enough. Was the Bahamas first? I don't know. I'll try to pick you out a nice post card, something with hula girls so I can see if you have the nerve to put it up on your desk with last year's Christmas cards -- ha ha!

Hold on, I just heard something that reminded me of home. Was it gunfire? Cripes, I can't believe I just wrote that, how would you know? Better go check it out, W.M.L.*